Fat Dog
Fat Dog - Running lyrics
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I said wake me up wake me up when the shooting starts I'm going pop my bike far the hell watch it from afar I said wake me up wake me up when the shooting starts I'm going pop my bike far the hell watch it from afar Cause he's a bad bad beautiful train now and he likes to see it blow And he's got no Bible on his chest he just has to slow Oh my goat I was playing Lucy and I shoul've played God Looking to the left should've been right Only Lucy got to hold me tight I said oh my goat I was playing Lucy and I shoul've played God Looking to the left should've been right Only Lucy got to hold me tight I need a ?? queueue I need a ?? I need a I need a call to the Holy Ground Tell me what you want what you really want ?? I need a I need a call to the Holy Ground Tell me what you want what you really want I said wake me up wake me up when the shooting starts I'm going pop my bike far the hell watch it from afar I said wake me up wake me up when the shooting starts I'm going pop my bike far the hell watch it from afar Cause he's a bad bad beautiful train now and he likes to see it blow And he's got no Bible on his chest he just has to slow Oh my goat I was playing Lucy and I shoul've played God Looking to the left should've been right Only Lucy got to hold me tight I said oh my goat I was playing Lucy and I shoul've played God Looking to the left should've been right Only Lucy got to hold me tight I need a ?? queueue I need a ?? I need a I need a call to the Holy Ground Tell me what you want what you really want ?? I need a I need a call to the Holy Ground Tell me what you want what you really want I said go back baby On the telephone I'm in the calling light now baby Won't you leave me alone I said go back baby On the telephone I'm in the calling light now baby Won't you leave me alone I will answer my question Consider me a bum Or you could be my bom bom I'm in the Twilight zone Running running running running From the great faults in my mind Running running running running From the great faults in my mind I said go back baby On the telephone I'm in the calling light now baby Won't you leave me alone I'm running running running running running running From the great faults in my mind I'm running running running running running running From the great faults in my mind Don't hold me high And so it came to pass and low the story ends A thousand dogged howls are carried on the wind From below and from above What ends now must begin in times of grief and struggle Through rain or fog You can kill the man but you cannot kill the dog